My life with God and living with diabetes

Diabetes Perfection?

The first thing I do in the morning is test my blood sugar level. Absurd, isn’t it? I mean most people roll out of bed and either hit the shower or grab a cup of coffee, tea, or soda. Me? I test my blood sugar. This morning was no different. I went straight to the bathroom and tested.

My wife starts to chuckle. “Well I guess what Nicholas told you was true. You had too much food on your plate.” (My youngest son kindly said that I had too much food on my plate last night at dinner.)

Now I’m really grumpy and my wife notices the change in my voice. She humbly apologizes, knowing a little salt was just rubbed into my wound. I quickly took a correction and proceeded to get ready for the day. It wouldn’t be so bad, but I’m really striving to lower my A1c, from a 6.4 to a 6.0. I want to keep my blood sugar levels between 80-100 just to prove if it can possibly be done. I constantly notice that my body does so well when I keep my blood sugars at a constant 100.

However, the more I strive to maintain those tight numbers, the more perfection may take its toll. The more I push the pendulum toward perfection, the more moody I get when those blood sugar numbers aren’t perfect. This, in turn, affects everyone. Family, friends, co-workers, are all affected by my emotional carnage. Is there a way around it? Heck, I know there are many diabetics out there that shrug off a 220. But I can’t. I have too much at stake. (retinopathy)

I want to do well at this game and if it means going the extra mile to keep my organs healthy, then I just might do it. I just need to remember to keep a cool head through all this and be at peace with those around me.

Of course it wouldn’t hurt to hear the godly words of a 10 year-old boy every now and then either. 😀

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There are few things more annoying that waking up with high BG after going to bed with a decent reading. Last night I went to bed at about 5.0 (90 in your money) and woke up at 11.5 (207 in American). I looked pretty much like your picture of Grumpy above!